Living With One foot In and One Foot Out

June 30, 2014 4:41 PM

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This week I reluctantly moved home from Maine to Virginia. It all came down to a job offer that my husband couldn't refuse. I say reluctantly, because our new location is not a place that sits high on my list of ideal places to live. It's a perfectly nice town. Not too big or too small. People are friendly and charming and call me Ma'am. And our brand new home has sky line views of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Not too shabby. But, it's not New England. It's decidedly inland. There's no ocean. This is what I miss.

For several months I've been busy dismantling one life to get ready for another. I knew we were going. The move was inevitable. But it was only when we got in the car and pulled out of the driveway that I realized I'd been holding myself back emotionally from fully stepping into the new life that wa...